"You're taking a break from your busy schedule, don't say it, this book can occasionally refresh your mind..."

Zhang Awei laughed and said, even though he was very deserving of beating, he still had to try hard to pretend to be serious, and he didn't mind Chen Mu's contempt at all.

The tavern is dimly lit.

Chen Mu, who was sitting opposite him, looked dazed at this moment.

He turned his head mechanically and looked around.

The empty pupils without a trace of focal length were a little confused.

strangeness.

Have you just had hallucinations?

He looked at Zhang Awei who was obsessed with the little emperor's uncle, and the tragic scene of the other party being cut in half flashed through his mind, and he slapped him with a sudden slap.

Bang!

Zhang Awei covered his head, looking confused.

The passionate picture that finally appeared in my mind was directly beaten by this slap.

"Ban, what do you mean?"

"Does it hurt?"

"Isn't this nonsense? I'm not a stone." Zhang Awei was speechless, suspected that the other party's mind was in trouble.

Chen Mu didn't say anything, staring at his palm in a daze.

"Ban, you-"

Perhaps because he realized something was wrong with Chen Mu, Zhang Awei was about to ask, but suddenly he heard a shrill scream from the other side.

Something happened!

Zhang Awei's expression changed, and he subconsciously raised the iron ruler and rushed down the stairs.

After hearing the scream, Chen Mu seemed to be stationary, his pupils contracted, and a cold feeling of extreme cold penetrated his whole body.

Could it be-

He suddenly came to his senses and saw that Zhang Awei had disappeared, so he hurriedly chased after him.

...

"Save me!"

"Save me!"

At the end of the old bridge, a woman who lost her shoes because of a hurry to escape, ran barefoot towards Zhang Awei.

The woman's hair was disheveled and her body was covered with blood.

I can't see her appearance clearly.

Only one eye that occasionally appears after the hair seems to exude gloom and indifference.

"What's going on?"

Unaware of the danger, Zhang Awei asked while walking quickly towards the woman.

The woman's sleeves drooped slightly, and her voice was still filled with panic: "Save me!"

"Be careful!!"

It was almost time for the time to say that, when the woman pulled out her double blades, Chen Mu rushed over and knocked Zhang Awei away with his shoulder!

"Clang!"

The blade fell, and a piece of Mars was cut off by the iron ruler in Chen Mu's hand.

The woman paused, obviously she didn't expect the other party to react so quickly in the crisis. After being shocked, she simply turned her wrist and cut her blade towards Chen Mu's neck!

"Take it!!"

While yelling at the stunned Zhang Awei, Chen Mu used the unique structure of the iron ruler to block the deadly blade in front of him.

In the Great Yan Dynasty, in addition to the yamen runners who were equipped with a slaughter during major criminal cases, the standard one was generally equipped with an iron ruler.

This weapon is also called the 'pen holder fork'!

It is shaped like a ruler, without a blade or a tip, and two forks are grown at the upper end of the grip to easily restrain the sword, and can be held directly or in the back.

Once the prisoner's acupoint is found and hit, it will cause great pain to the latter.

Swish!

The harsh friction sound seemed extremely clear in the quiet night, and Chen Mu barely avoided the fatal attack in the strong smell of iron.

But a stinging sting was cut by the blade on his shoulder, and blood oozed out.

"Oh shit!"

Zhang Awei reacted quickly. After being yelled by Chen Mu, he hurriedly grabbed the iron ruler on the ground and stabbed the woman.

clang!

Halfway through the iron ruler, the woman slashed it out. Zhang Awei was numb and looked down at his palm.

At this time, Chen Mu seized the opportunity and waved his sleeves suddenly-

Lime powder sprinkled out instantly!

When she was attacked by Chen Mu who was not virtuous, the woman hurriedly protected her face and retreated, and some powder was still pierced into her eyes.

"Stupid girls!"

Zhang Awei was also very tacit, and he rolled over and hugged the woman's legs.

The woman wanted to swing the knife, but found that there was a circle of thin wire on her arms that was tightly bound to her waist, so she had to fall straight backwards.

The back of his head hit the bridge heavily, with a loud noise.

Just when everyone thought the woman was subdued, she raised her head and let out a sad whistle, stretching the wire with all her strength!

Zhang Awei was directly knocked away.

But before the woman could get up, Chen Mu, who was waiting for an opportunity to attack again.

The knee hit the other person's abdomen.

Don't think that only men in this place will doubt their lives if they are attacked. The same is true for women, even doubled, no less than a nuclear explosion.

The woman let out a muffled groan and she couldn't scream.

But Chen Mu could see the woman's eyes bulging out from her messy hair, which obviously hurt a lot.

At this time, other constables also rushed over.

Plop!

The woman didn't know where she used the strength, so she kicked Chen Mu away, turned over and jumped into the cold river.

"Fire Dragon!"

Chen Mu shouted, and the veins appeared on his forehead.

A constable who arrived heard the order from the squad leader, shook his hand and removed a bamboo tube similar to a fire gun from his shoulder and threw it over.

The bamboo tube is wrapped around silver wire, twice as big as an ordinary musket.

Manufactured by Tiangong Institute of Technology.

Chen Mu put the "Fire Dragon" on the bridge railing and aimed at the river surface.

Zhang Awei took an egg-sized oval wax body from the detective, knocked it hard on the stone railing, revealing a black bead, pressed it into a groove above the fire dragon, and then covered his ears.

boom--

Chen Mu pulled the trigger.

A huge explosion like rolling thunder suddenly sounded, and a huge wave burst out from the river surface, and countless fish and shrimps burst into pieces.

The strong wind brought by the fire dragon blew around the surroundings in a row.

Chen Mu's shoulders seemed to be dislocated and he was sweating profusely.

He endured the pain and threw away the cracked and scrapped "fire dragon" and leaned over to look at the river that returned to peace.

Blood on the water slowly spread...

"Go down!"

Chen Mu waved his hand, four water-proficient detectives jumped into the river, and the others guarded both sides of the river bank to prevent the murderers from escaping.

Another team of constables who arrived raised a cordon to prevent unrelated personnel from approaching.

"Taiwan, the man is dead."

A constable who went into the water carefully investigated and shouted at Chen Mu.

Is this dead?
To be continued...